Del Cielo Cayo Una Rosa Poema Novels & Stories

Don't force erase traces I erased it more and more More and more, come back Hope everything will be fine Foliage, convey the message of my heart. Wind, take fly my taste. ~ Alisy a Cantara

They didn't lie. *** Rose was waiting for her mates in her room. She pouted as she waited for them. They are taking time to come! Rose looked outside of the window and got mesmerised seeing the beautiful nature. The moon and stars were shining in the dark sky. The wind was blowing in a soft manner as she made the trees dance on her tune. Rose felt peace looking at it. She continued looking at the sky, her eyes capturing the beauty of the nature. In that moment, Rose forget about her problems, about her worries. A soft smile played on her lips as she gazed at the sky.

The water slowly drowned his soft and baby white skin while his hair spread around his side like sunflower petals. He pushed himself down to the water, making the water touch his head and face, which made him all wet. He pushed out and lay down floating on top of the water as he looked up at the clear blue sky just like the ocean and the clouds that formed like cotton candy floating around while the strong wind passed through, making them move through all places around the globe. Cian Xia breathed hum the relaxing feeling inside his heart and sigh of relief. Feeling at ease, he extended his arms into the air and opened his palms, as if he were following the movement of the clouds. Until, out

In her mother's eyes, red roses are the most beautiful flower in her garden. Mayari finally toss the flower, and she suddenly winced in pain as the rose's thorn grazed her soft skin. Her wounded finger started to bleed but she never panic nor she cried for there are no more tears left to be pushed out. She just stared at the crimson liquid as it fell from her finger and stained the puddle below her. Mayari close her eyes and when she opened it, a rocky ceiling met her vision. And droplets of water with a low clink, falling from a hight to the ground filled her ears, anything else was silence.

I didn't want to see her name, carved in stone, marking the place where my heart decayed. The orange and red roses were beautiful, and the arrangement was elaborate. A small memory niggled at the back of my mind as I recalled talking about how much Leah loved red and orange roses. They reminded her of the rising sun in the morning, just before it breached the horizon. The vibrant colors painted the sky, a promise of a new day with new adventures, new expectations, and new potential.

The letter didn't have a header and it didn't say from who it was either. It's the wind, can't you hear it? The sound is melodic, almost a whisper. Little by little, the voice turns brittle. Drop after drop, the tears don't cease to stop. The tune itself surrounds her, and like a spell her thoughts drown in the well. A soft murmur caresses her petals that are so thin, the light in her eyes slowly turning dim. The sigh of defeat makes the whistling howls of the wind freeze. Everything stops just as the rose falls.

Rosa::: I rub my hands on my neck feeling lone's mark ,I can't wait for my mate to return so we can keep making love over and over again ,I've never been more in love . I get upstairs to my room,I throw myself on my bed rubbing my body as I roll around on my sheets I can't believe I'm finally happy and I can finally have a family of my own ,thank you moon goddess and the heavens for making this possible .I pinch myself hard on my skin just to male sure that this isn't a dream or something ,because I swear this feels all like a dream .

Caesar applies slight pressure with his hand, not choking Lola, but gripping her neck, urging her to stand and kiss him. ...Nevermind. She is just a beautiful, slightly cunning individual—unarmed, delicate, fragile, and vain. What harm could satisfy her vanity do? Her tiny, bird-like appetite couldn't consume much anyway. The moonlight is entrancing, with strong spirits and sharp blades dispersing the delicate fragrance of jasmine flowers. Morning mist spreads before the stars fall, and it is said that demons roam as night transitions to day. But now, only the crushed juices of plants and faint whispers drift through the air.

Sean said before he made a rose appear seemingly from thin air, “A beautiful rose for the even more beautiful Claudia.” At those words Claudia’s expression darkened and she stood up causing her black gown to swirl around her matching the stormy look in her eyes. “What’s wrong? Did I say something wrong?” he said while wondering why Claudia wasn’t teasing him about being corny like she normally would. At that Claudia looked at him and took the rose from his hand but said as she pricked her finger with a thorn, “Yes, a rose is beautiful, but it is dangerous due to its thorns. Like the rose, I may be beautiful, but I am a predator of the night. A monster wrapped in a pretty skin.” As she finish

She blinked her eyes for a few times before finally adjusting them to her normal vision and taking in the view around her. Her mouth fell agape when all the air was kicked out of her lungs. She was standing on top of a serene beautiful hill that was sprouting new fresh grass on its surface. But what actually left her breathless was the sight in front of her. She saw hues of red, orange, yellow and blue dusting the sky, marking the time for sunrise. She could almost have the view of the whole city from the point she was standing at. Rose petals were scattered almost anywhere and everywhere her eyes landed. Small candles were placed on the ground in a heart shape, lit up to enhance the beautif